Quick Transmigration Second Female Lead is also Black on the Inside

Skinny goblin hides in the crowd, hiding his eyes with gloomy and smug eyes in a dark corner. His sharp voice instantly made the tower-like Ilo eyes scarlet ...

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The dirty and noisy environment in the hall, the sensitive catwoman, was breathless from the beginning.

She narrowed her eyes at this moment and glanced backwards.

Behind him was blocked by bad intentions, and in the small mercenary union hall, the mercenaries with excitement and calculations watched around them, and wave after wave of provocations.

When Xia Qiu saw the scarlet eyes of Yi Luo's angry eyes, his heart was slightly tense.

Regardless of the world, the mood of the Berserker is easy to provoke. If she fights, the wood magic she can only hang on a wood, even if it is put on display, she wants to hang the Berserker directly.

The beast claw is likely to cause damage, but once the identity of the cat-ears is exposed in public, it is bound to cause a greater storm ...

But if forced to helpless, she would not care so much! Xia Qiu looked at Illo with scarlet eyes and rough air in his nose. This battle was obviously impossible to hide!

"Wooden Strangling!"

If you want to fight then preemptive!

"Drink!" The huge fist, the muscles on his arm skyrocketed, and the sound of wind wrapped around him. Yi Luo blasted Xia Qiu with a punch. If the wind blows from Xing Qiu, the latter will be blasted into flesh. mud!

The look of the spectators was instantly excited, and most of them could never return after entering the hopeless forest.

The skinny man was knocked to the ground, blood stained the rough floor ... The misery of others is a good medicine for them to relieve the stress of death! They can't wait to see this **** feast!

Faster than a second!

The green magic circle instantly poured out at the foot of Yi Luo, and the wildly growing vines fell like fists of cheekbones before falling out of fists. He was already bound by the vines and stalked like a towering fighter. The vine, which was controlled by Xia Qiu for a while, could not move, but the situation fell into a stalemate.

Xia Qiujie watched the savage warrior and moved aside calmly.

"Ilo! I have no injustice with you, but I can't fight you for life or death ?! Sober up!"

Ilo's rough face was a little loose.

"Well, the magician counseled, Ilo, wouldn't you counsel too ?! How dare you think about Ali?" In the restlessness, a cold man voice came from the corner.

Xia Qiu's Yu Guang quickly glanced over there. The black man was obviously dressed as an assassin. A blond female archer was standing beside the man. Apparently, Yiluo was a yield team ...

"Siyi! I don't need you to say much more!" Roughly shouted, here Ilo has completely lost his mind. The scarlet at the bottom of his eyes had completely lost his senses, and the muscular muscles were like arched hills, and the vine that had originally tried to hang off suddenly burst.

The vines were completely broken before one foot kick, and the Elo Tower-like figure completely covered Xia Qiu and Yi Han, and raised his fists again.

Xia Qiu dragged Yi Han backwards, but the little boy was like a rock at the moment and couldn't move.

In the golden eyes, the storm that swept through the sense of purpose was pressed rationally, and the fuzzy black fire was regularly retracted on the cold body, which was obviously not stable.

The fist wind roared and blasted towards Yi Hanbang. Xia Qiu bit his lip fiercely. His white hands were transformed into cat claws in an instant, but they were suppressed by an inexplicable force.

In this moment, Yi Han's black flames rose sharply, and another extremely powerful breath instantly dragged out the goblin and the cold man in the corner.

Whether it's a third-tier Berserker, or a fourth-tier Assassin, a goblin ...

With a shocked or distorted expression on his face, he did not even sound a scream, and was instantly burnt into the ashes by the sweeping black fire ...

The mercenary hall was as silent as death.

Yi Han was surrounded by a transparent black fire, and the five or six-year-old boy was like Shura, with a gloomy golden eye with madness to destroy everything. Suddenly, there was a sly smile on the cute little face, and he turned to glance at the people in the hall.